What did Ghandi tell St Peter as he passed through the Gates of Heaven? He didn't. There is no afterlife.

Micheal Jackson walks into a bar

Well, its allright then, just tired that is all, leave it be, I mean what if your wife sees it? What will she think?

Suicide isn't the answer, it's just the solution. -by Ross

How does a black man cut his hair? At a hairdresser

what looks about a computer which has two wheels? a bike. i lied about the computer...

Why was the boy dead? The boy was hit by a bus ran over by a train and stabbed to death by a murderer then put into a grinder for a meal for the murderer.

So, two men walk into a bar. But the midget walks under it.

Q: What do you call a black person living in the United States? A: An African American.

What do you get if you put 2 Korea, 2 Europeans and 2 North Americans together? TSM

Roses are red Violets are violet the last time i saw this poem i couldn't rhyme no more

HELP!!! I locked myself in my bathroom and can't get out! my laptop is running out of batteries!

Why did the chicken cross the road? There is no reason. Chickens don't have the thinking skills to reason.

Roses are red, violetes are red, I'm colorblind

whats brown and has wings? a stick, i lied about the wings bit

Your momma's so fat she ate oranges and coffe

Jack was taking his family’s prized cow to market to sell; times were hard, the coming winter was sure to be harsh and they needed money and supplies desperately. On his way, a strange old man stopped him in his path saying ”Say there, son; that’s quite a fine cow you’ve got there! How would you like to trade?” Jack looked forlorn at his cow and replied, “Sorry, mister, unless you’ve got the 200 gold pieces my papa wants me to get for her at market, I can’t!” The old man cackled and danced in a small circle and said “But you’ve no idea what I have to offer!” He reached into his pocket and revealed several small beans; “I’ll give you the LOT of these for your cow!” Jack smirked and said “Why would I trade a whole cow for handful of dumb ol’ beans?” The man laughed and danced again, “These are no ORDINARY beans!! They are MAGICAL beans!! Why, plant but ONE of these beans, even in the harshest, driest of weather, and it will you feed your family for 20 years with enough left over to sell at market making your family wealthy beyond your wildest imaginings! Why, you could buy a HERD of cattle, each finer than this one you have here!” Jack thought this over for a few seconds, wondering at how proud his father would be were he to bring home such a fine prize! Anxiously, Jack agreed; he handed over the cows leash to the old man and ran home as fast as his legs could carry him, the magic beans clenched tightly in his sweaty fist. He burst in the door shouting “Mama, papa! Come see what I’ve got!” Jack’s mother, father and two little brothers came rushing into the room where Jack proudly displayed the magic beans in his outstretched hand. “We’re going to be rich and never go hungry again!” Jack’s mother looked confusedly at the beans; “You traded our last cow… for a few beans?” “Yup,” replied Jack, brimming with pride; “ the old man said just ONE of these is enough to feed us for 20 years!” Jack’s father grabbed the beans out of Jack’s hand and threw them out the window before proceeding to beat Jack quite severely, breaking his arm, fracturing several of his ribs and covering him with every manner of welt and lesion before Jack’s mother, through panic and tears, was able to stop her husband from killing their eldest son. Jack soon after took ill as several of the lesions became gangrenous. They amputated his arm, but it was too late; the infection had spread and Jack died within the month. By that time, winter had come and it was every bit as harsh as they thought it would be; Jack’s little brothers both died of starvation and Jack’s Mother turned to selling her shriveled, malnourished body to any wayward traveler who would have her for a pittance. Shamed and in mourning, Jack’s father took to drinking heavily at the local tavern. One night, through the drunken haze he overheard the barkeep telling a rapt group of listeners about how he’d heard about an old man who’d duped some dumb kid out of his family’s prized cow for a few beans and that same old man was currently in prison serving 5 years for man-on-cow acts of bestiality. Jack’s father ran out into the night, wailing and crying, deep into the woods to escape the shame of it all. A pack of wolves heard him and attacked and killed him. Also, Jack’s mother got syphilis. Moral of the story: children will ruin your life.

What did the Mexican guy say to the black guy? What? Nothing, he don't speak English

In a nerd wedding they don't say "i do" They say "i accept the terms and conditions"

What did the Liver say to the Heart? Nothing, Organs can't talk

how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop? It depends on a variety of factors such as the size of your mouth, the amount of saliva, etc.

Why did the chicken cross the road? It was running away from a Black family reunion.

The Chicken was crossing the road one afternoon, he was fined by a police officer for J walking He made it to the other side.

why was the black kid made fun of at school? Because he was a nerdy boy who drinks tea

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